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Buckethead fever dreams. Unmasked. Our martial arts class was going to a movie or something. As with most dreams, we knew who the other was, but this time we were actually alone so we could interact freely, which was awkward. We rode together in a tiny white car. I made him laugh with a stupid joke. Then we got to the theatre and he was gone. But it was still nice to see him.